Luca’s Inferno by Karima Sa’ad Usman

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Emma. 

“Don’t forget about me, Emma,” Declan told me, and I woke up from my sleep again, panting. I had dreamt about Declan for three years. I kept a journal and wondered about the tricks my mind was playing. Was it real or a figment of my imagination? 

My real life was trash. Being from a low family in a pack was difficult because I had to be submissive every time. It was in my nature, and I hated it. Most of the time, I’d walk away from problems to avoid being rude or offensive. It wasn’t easy, but that was the card life dealt me. I had four loving brothers, a depressed mother and a father with a gambling problem. They all showed their love the best way they could, and I never asked for too much. Asking for too much would make me disappointed. 

Being a pretty woman, the eldest son of the beta family of our pack, Tomas Jefferson, took a liking to me. We had been dating for four years. I was hoping he would pop the questions soon, but I wasn’t going to hold my breath for it. A lot was in play where our relationship was concerned, and people often said he could do better. Tomas always shut them up by proving his undying love. I had often been tempted to compare him to mysterious Declan, but I knew that would be wrong. The man in my dreams was very unrealistic. 

my best friend, I had not discussed Declan with anyone, and I doubted I ever would. Living in fantasy was borderline behaviour, and I didn’t want anyone to call

he avoiding me? The worst part was Heather said she had seen him around. Being from a low family herself, she did not dare to ask him why he was making himself scarce. I did not dare go to the beta’s house uninvited; I might be punished for it. Tomas has to take me there or invite me. My

to my surprise, he answered. I

he answered me

you alright?” he asked, and I sighed, relieved at his

Why?” I asked him, and he

up. Before he hung up, I heard his friend’s voice in the background, asking him to hurry. I wondered what they were up to. I

job hunting and had an interview lined up for the afternoon. While in the shower, I thought of Tomas’s behaviour. It was unfair. No matter how

take the step, and he always avoided answering the question altogether. I decided I needed to give him an ultimatum. We weren’t getting any younger; most of the people that got together when we did were married with children. We met when I was nineteen. I was now twenty-three, and we were still in the early stages of our relationship, fixed to one spot, unmoving. It was

of this, claiming I am aiming higher than my status. Some even say I am trying to raise my family’s status by snagging a rich guy, but none of those things ever got to me. Tomas showed

My mother always told me there can’t be a leader without followers. One day they will come to understand our relevance. Cross-breeding

a lot of money, but the higher families made this impossible for us by keeping

high breed. They always had money or

Casinos, trying to make their big win. That first big sum that will lift their family from the ground. My father was caught in that world, sadly making him an addict. He had gambled everything away. Our family used to have enough. We weren’t rich, but we were okay. My father gambled us into destitution, and I knew if there was anything worse than being poor, we

with Tomas for the gain. Yet that was no excuse for him not to want to move our relationship forward. I decided I was going to give him an ultimatum. If he wasn’t planning on marrying me, we might as well end it so I can move on with my life. I

Keeper was pretty hard, primarily because of my status. Most firms were uncomfortable hiring people like me for critical positions in their company. They claimed I would not have the confidence and authority needed for the job. How the fuck was my family going to escape